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i took my time on the weekly photo challenge “life imitates art“. waiting for breaks in the rain and trying to pose daffodils, i didn’t achieve what i was hoping to in trying to to emulate georgia o’keeffe’s amazing flower paintings. an impossible goal, but irresistible as daffodils and plum . . . → Read More: life imitates art 
i was hinting at this when i spoke of the canning jars i store in cyberspace. barbara kingsolver said she wanted to “pin the river to its banks,” which was always poignant to me. on the verge of 38, time is racing by. utah phillips’ statement, “time is an enormous long river” puts it into . . . → Read More: time 
and first you decide what you’ve gotta do then you go out and do it and maybe the most that we can do is just to see each other through it we make our own gravity to give weight to things . . . → Read More: weight(less) 
when i was my son’s age i twisted a pipe cleaner into a shape that represented my mom holding me. she treasured those two circles and two sticks in her shadowbox. motherhood is all one big circle: the womb, the roundness of one’s child snuggling into a lap now that he is big, but not . . . → Read More: circle |
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